Becky a 30 something old Brit , living in Nottingham,UK, Though this blog and I started our lives in Bristol.
I love to cook with seasonal fresh and often wild ingredients from foraged ingredients from the city and country.
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Category Archives: Winter
When I was little my aunt Lizzie was exactly who I wanted to be when I grew up. One of my Mums best friends, single without kids, she lived in a gloriously clean and tidy house in a small village … Continue reading
Massive cooked breakfasts are off the menu at the moment , cooking them for 40 people at a time has made me rather non-plussed about sausages or bacon. But most especially on a bank holiday weekend I want to enjoy … Continue reading
Mackerel is back in season , one of my favourite fish , it is both plentiful and ethical. For anyone put off by a whole fish , smoked mackerel is available in supermarkets peppered or unpeppered. For a delicious if … Continue reading
In case it seems things we getting a little too meaty around here, I am still working my way through a vege-box on a regular basis. At the moment we are inundated with jerusalem artichokes , it’s hard to get … Continue reading
Many weeks ago the special in the Derby Market was Beef Brisket on the bone. This is a real Flintstones joint of meat huge bone , craggy burgundy coloured meat with inches of yellow marbling. Irresistible but totally intimidating… so … Continue reading
Its Chinese New Year this Sunday, and if you are looking for something delicious and I promise very easy to make- look no further than some home-made dim sum ( I have not made them for a while ). I … Continue reading
I have another cold (boo hiss). This means I need comfort food , something from childhood like fishfingers and mash or tomato soup. With perfect forward planning or premonition, this Saturday I made some salt fish croquettes ready to heat … Continue reading
I really wanted to go for a walk this Saturday, but we got a call to say a long awaited item was finally being delivered, as usual they promised the morning , but morning means anytime between 9am and 2pm. … Continue reading
This Sunday my head was pounding following a foolish consumption of gin on a Saturday night, truly ruinous but so delicious. All I managed to make on Sunday morning was Marmite and Toast, but I lay in bed listening to … Continue reading